The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1887-07-09
story! God bless you! I have one to

uuVyS uuu tn6n ne can.
II ne chooses. relate experiences, both
pathetic and amusing. which hold the
attention like the ingenious fictions Of
. story writer. He can tell ma how
there are some houses for which he
never has any letterA though every
time he passes a man or a woman is
At the window looking for him and
watching him eagerly as he ap-
proaches. This has been going on
month after month. and the expected
news. whatever it may be. never
comes. At other houses the Impotence
Is expressed. The door is quickly
opened as he nears 1t, and q wis:ful
voice inquiries: mo letter for me,
postman?'
mo, ma'am."
he q see the shadow pass over the
face that has been lighted for q mo-
ment with a ray Of hope. and there is
despair even in the way in which the
door is shut. Perhaps, when this little
tragedy Of disappointmentha has been re-
peated from day to day, month after
month. the expected letter at last turns
up. and the carrier quickens his strides
to deliver it and feels as if a piece Of
good luck had befallen him; for he
knows what it is to be waiting for a
letter. and remembers how miserable
no himself became in looking for one,
when he wore q blue uniform in
stead of gray, and was bivouacking in
the Wilderness.
Queer customers? Well, yes. we
do have them occasionally" said a
carrier to me n day, land no end to
cranks. Just think Of a fellow coming
up to me on Washington street and
saying: Villain you have ruined me!
l never did any body an injury in my life
that l can recolect, but there l was,
near the corner of Dover street, and
this fellow shaking his fist and threat
ening to knock Inc over until a police
man came and ran him in.
'He was a boarder on my route,
and it turned out that a letter, offer
ing him an appointment of some sort,
had gone astray. The address on it
illegal, and after offering it at
several houses I had marked it Not
known and it had been sent to the
D sd-Letter Office. When he heard
Of it he blamed me for it, and swore,
just a. l tell you. that l had ruined
for life.
"Was it my fault? Well, not much!You
should have seen that address; it was
q good deal more like Constantinople
than East Canton street.
1T is curious" he continued, show
eager people seem to be for letters.
At many of the houses the door is
opened before l have time to ring the
bell, and the lady Of the house. who
would never think of answering the
door for any n else. PUSHES down
ahead Of the servant; and it isn't
women alone that show the anxiety"
"You must see strange things now
and thtn," we suggested in order to
encourage his loquacity.
'Well, sometimes we do, but we
never see the end of them. The way
q letter is received, or some word the
receiver drops, MS he tears the en-
veIope ope n, seems like a bit of a play
in a theater or the end of the chapter
Of a novel. Perhaps it does excite the
carriers curiosity. though no gets
used to it-gets used. yes, sir. to see-
ing people burst into tears the mo-
ment after he has called, and things
Of that kind-but it's no business Of
his, and he doesn't inquire. and so he
never gets to the bottom Of it.
"Now, you being a writer. and able
to tell q story straight from beginning
10 end" said the carrier. turning mex
pectedly upon his interviewer" '.you
could possibly fit ar ending on to many
. queer thing Of which we only see the
or the beginning"
We deprecated this lattery, but he
continued: "And I'd like to know
what you'd make Of thisp There was
odd sort of u fellow who used to
or had a room, at No. 20 V
Place. Roxbury way, an old house that
had been q farmers, though now it is
built around in every direction.
"They called him the Baron, but he
said nothing about a title
when he gave me his name. He was a
foreigner. every inch Of him-German.
I should say, but perhaps a Pole,
young. good-looking, and plainly a
new conner in this country. His clothes
we're stylish in cut, but shabby. and he
had a hungry look that made mo feel
like offering him a square meal every
time / met him.
''WelL sir, no woman I ever came
across was as eager for q letter as that